Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 163 Barbarians

When Yang Chao saw the black boat, which was covered with scratches and fixed in the dock, he was dumbfounded and said, "This boat was attacked by a group of monsters."

When Yifeng and the others heard this, the black lines on their foreheads became visibly thicker.

That's what people say.

No matter how hungry and thirsty the monsters were, they could not do such a thing to the black ship.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me about this black ship. Can you repair it?" Yifeng asked, shaking off the discordant thoughts.

"It can be repaired, but it's a big project and requires a lot of preparation. It won't be repaired in ten days or half a month."

Liu Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said hurriedly, "It's fine as long as it can be repaired. Brother Yang, if you need anything, just tell me. There are a lot of ship repair materials in the cabin, you can use them. Sailors with ship repair experience are at your disposal."

"There's no rush for this. I need to think carefully about the repair plan." After saying that, Yang Chao looked around the black boat.

It really is getting more and more miserable the more you look at it. If it weren't for the defensive formation, this black ship would have been torn to pieces instead of being covered with scratches.

"Let's go, let's go to the market." Yifeng called to Liu Yu and Chen Jun.

He was afraid that if he didn't leave now, he would be unable to leave soon.

Once Yang Chao gets into work mode, he will order people around no matter whether you are his elder or not.

"Brother Feng, we have overlooked one thing." Liu Yu said.

"What's the matter?"

"The Ghost Festival in July cannot be held."

"Pa" Yifeng slapped his forehead. He had actually forgotten about this matter and asked, "What are your plans?"

"Of course I stayed." Liu Yu blurted out, and then explained: "Not to mention the fight in Jufeng City, the brothers who were seriously injured could not leave without a long journey."

"Also, before we are sure whether other river channels are safe, delaying is undoubtedly the best option."

Yifeng nodded and said, "I fully agree. You will help defend the village then."

"This is a must." Liu Yu hooked his arm around Yifeng's shoulder and invited him to go fishing together.

Yifeng thought about it and felt that he could take a break, so he nodded in agreement.

However, the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.

As soon as they walked out of the dock, a patrol came to report that several caravans had arrived.

"Brother Liu, I remember today is the 27th, right?" After sending the patrol away, Yifeng looked at Liu Yu and asked.

"It seems to be No. 27." Liu Yu nodded blankly.

"Then where does the caravan come from?"

"You'll have to ask the caravan."

"Could it be that the caravan came here after the news of the trading of daily necessities spread?" Chen Jun expressed his guess.

"No matter what, the fishing trip is a waste of time." Liu Yu spread his hands.

"Let's go, let's go meet them and ask them and we'll know." Yifeng walked forward, sighing in his heart, "It's so hard to take some time off."

As it turned out, Chen Jun's guess was correct.

These caravans that came from afar were afraid of arriving too late and having no supplies to buy, so they came early. In short, they were preparing for the Ghost Festival.

They were not the only ones who had this idea. In the following days, more caravans arrived.

When there are a lot of people, there will be a lot of energy, which will inevitably attract ghosts.

To this end, Heizi, Xiaofangkuai and Hanzi, together with their guards, stayed at the market to catch ghosts, play with ghosts and eat ghosts.

This strange scene made the caravan waiting for the market to open feel terrified, but also curious.

It was really damn curiosity. The more afraid they were, the more they wanted to see. Especially when they saw the black spots and the ghost shadows, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva. It was really unreasonable.

"Manager Liu, can't the market be opened earlier?" An elder of the caravan team couldn't help but ask in the tea stall.

"It's not that we can't, it's for the sake of better mutual benefit. I also want to open the market early and sell things to make money, but if I do this, you will miss out on a lot of good things. This is not our original intention of opening the market, so please don't be anxious and wait patiently for a few days." Liu Yu explained earnestly.

But is this really the case?

Of course not, the reasons why this product is not available are as follows:

First, it is to buy time to keep in touch.

Second, he didn't want the caravans to buy supplies and then leave, creating the illusion of a depressed market.

Third, let the Forgotten Town show its strength and let the caravan believe that it is capable of protecting their safety.

Fourth, let the caravan see the prosperity of the market.

Fifth, okay, I can’t continue, so please fill in the blanks on your own imagination, book lovers.

Yifeng chose to acquiesce to Liu Yu's thoughts. After all, it was Liu Yu who calmed people's hearts, not him.

The sun is shining brightly and it is another sultry afternoon.

"Who are you coming?" A loud shout came from the patrolman who had his bow and arrow drawn. He looked vigilantly at the eleven savages on the mountain road ahead.

"Barbarian, are you itching for trouble? How dare you yell at an old man?" The old savage with disheveled hair, untidy beard, and tattered leather armor cursed at the patrolman.

The barbarian was stunned when he heard the words. The voice sounded so familiar that he couldn't help but look carefully at the eleven savages on the mountain path.

Hmm, the tattered leather armor on this old savage looks familiar, as if it is the same as what I am wearing.

As for his face, well, with disheveled hair and untidy beard, it was really hard to see clearly and recognize him.

"Barbarian, why are you here?" Someone from the savage team stepped forward and asked.

His name is Yibao, and he looks like... well, a savage, so unrecognizable.

"Who are you and why do you know me?" the patrolman asked in surprise.

"Damn it, the old man has only been away for two months, and you, a bastard, don't recognize our chief." The old savage was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Chief, are you the chief?" The sentry was a little unconvinced.

"Damn it, I've really trained you in vain. It's been such a short time and you can't even recognize an old man." The old savage cursed, lifting his hair.

This time the barbarian recognized it and quickly dismounted to greet him, explaining: "Chief, you can't blame me. It's really...it's really that your outfit is just like the barbarians in the legend."

"Barbarian?" The old patriarch was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but look at himself.

The ten hunting team members behind the old man also reacted and looked at themselves and each other.

Only then did I realize that I was really like the barbarian in the legend.

This cannot be blamed on them. After nearly two months of fighting, their image has been automatically ignored. No one reminded them, and they really didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Barbarian, you didn't see anything just now, do you understand?" The old patriarch looked at the barbarian with a threatening look.

"Oh, the sun is so bright today, so dazzling." The barbarian looked up at the sky wisely, and did not laugh until the old patriarch led the team away.

"Splash" the water splashed, and ten figures appeared in the pool.

About a quarter of an hour later, the barbarian led the horse and looked at the new old patriarch, and said in surprise: "Old patriarch, when did you lead the team back?"

Upon hearing this, the ten hunting team members looked at the barbarian with admiration.